Monday, 7 June 2010

I use mouthwash

This is my face, covered in freckles with an occasional spot and some veins.
This is my body, covered in skin, and not all of it you can see
And, this, is my mind, it goes over and over the same old lines
And, this, is my brain, it's torturous analytical thoughts make me go insane

And I use mouthwash
Sometimes I floss
I've got a family
And I drink cups of tea

I've got nostalgic pavements
I've got familar faces
I've got mixed-up memories
And I've got favourite places

And I'm singing 'oh oh' on a Friday night
And I'm singing 'oh oh' on a Friday night and I hope everything's going to be alright

This is my face, I've got a thousand opinions and half the time I'm trying to explain
And this is my body, and no matter how you try and disable it, yes, I'll still be here
And, this, is my mind, and although you try to infringe you cannot confine
And, this, is my brain, and even if you try and hold me back there's nothing
that you can gain

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